workshop

I dreamt I was in a workshop with what seemed to be a bunch of 1950s style housewives. I was going along with it although I wasn't sure why I was there. I generally liked workshops, so although I didn't fit in, I was sure I would like some of the activities. We needed spiral notebooks to write in. One tall perfect blond lady went to go pick some out because she had forgotten hers. She picked out three that had some of those vintage shots of women in the 50s that looked like they came from old advertisements. She needed notebooks specifically that said 41-97 on them, and I wasn't sure why it was significant. One of the notebooks had some witty saying on the front. Then I was in a different scene. It was if I was in the ?? hmm 30s or early 70s. It was if it was a musical. People were singing what was going on. It all rhymed. I walked into another room and there were two bearded men. They were singing and the last line was " blah blah blah.. when we figure it out." In the "scene" they were living together and were friends or roommates or.... and figure it out meant that they were not sure if they were gay or not.